We took a Metro and then a bus to get to Saint-Germain-des-Prés. Well, we took two busses actually. The first one was going the wrong direction. This is a lovely area in Paris, very nice to walk and enjoy.
When we got off our bus, we were across the street from the Église de Saint-Germain-des-Pres, the oldest church in Paris.
We had the best hot chocolate we have ever tasted at Les Deux Magots, a restaurant frequented by artists and literary figures during its long history. People such as Verlaine, Rimbaud, Gide, Picasso, Léger, Hemingway, and Jean-Paul Sartre and Simone de Beauvoir have made it a place to meet friends and talk. I really think, though, that they were going there to have the richest, thickest hot chocolate in the universe.
After climbing a narrow, steep staircase, you are greeted with a creation of stained glass and light like you have never dreamed.
The chapel was built in 1248 by Louis IX to house the crown of thorns and a fragment of Christ’s cross, which are now stored at Notre-Dame.
Jen had read about this “cozy, small, very old corner restaurant” and we found it. I had rum steak (rump steak), a thick filet of beef with a foie gras sauce and a potato tartine. Jen had coq au vin, stewed poultry in wine with orchiette pasta. There was more delicious bread and we finished with a tart pomme.
We stayed for the Evensong service and found it moving, in spite of not understanding what was sung or said.


































































